Starting My Cultivation With Time Management-Chapter 816 - 53: The Dragon Borrows the Phoenix’s Power

Chapter 816 -53: The Dragon Borrows the Phoenix’s Power

The Kunlun Mirror was stunned for a moment before coming back to its senses.

This fellow, in some ways, could also be considered an unpredictable genius.

In a situation like Yuanjiang City, besieged from all sides, others would think about evacuating their troops as quickly as possible. Long Long, on the other hand, suddenly employed reverse thinking, wanting to bring others in from outside…

But upon closer consideration, bringing Feng Yan inside, although it could significantly boost Long Long’s prestige, also came with the possibility of being usurped.

If there were to be differences of opinion between Feng Yan and Long Long, whom should one listen to?

Kunlun Mirror shared its concerns with Long Long, only to hear him disdainfully say:

“How could that be possible? If Feng Yan had any strategies for escape, wouldn’t she have sorted it out herself? I will just go back and rest.”

Kunlun Mirror was at a loss for words, thinking, how could I have forgotten about this?

Long Long originally didn’t want to meddle in these troubled waters. It was Feng Yan and Qin Chaocang who, being at their wit’s end, had to resort to all kinds of methods to force him over.

At a time like this, shouldn’t one be scrambling to take his side, rather than opposing him?

“That settles it!” Long Long declared in the end.

A man and a mirror, they said they’d leave and just vanished, directly teleporting into the heart of the allied forces’ camp.

At the camp, Qin Chaocang was pacing anxiously.

The reason was nothing else but the letter Qin Lie had sent back. Qin Chaocang was naturally shocked and distressed, wondering if Long Long really was all show and no substance.

Just then, Qin Lie sent another cryptic letter saying, “It’s all part of the plan,” which left Qin Chaocang even more puzzled.

While waiting for further explanations, his granddaughter suddenly stopped sending messages, causing Qin Chaocang even greater unease.

Could it be that the area from the front line to the rear camp had also been infiltrated by the Qilin and White Tiger allied forces, starting to intercept the Flying Sword Messaging?

If that were the case, it could mean that the front line positions might have completely fallen…

Qin Chaocang hastily dispatched scouts to verify the situation at the front line.

The scouts hadn’t returned yet, and he couldn’t afford to show his worry in front of his Feathered Clan allies (in case it all turned out to be a misunderstanding, it would greatly damage his dignity), so Qin Chaocang could only frown and pace back and forth in the command center, trying to dispel his inner distress.

As he grew increasingly anxious, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Long Long floating past the window.

Qin Chaocang: ???!!!

He quickly dashed out of the command center, sweeping the area with his Divine Sense, but Long Long’s trace was nowhere to be found.

The front line couldn’t have truly been lost, could it?

Long Long teleported into the command campsite, and had Ah Jing shield him from any external inspections (just as Qin Chaocang dashed out from the command center), then with a quick scan, confirmed that Feng Yan was not in the camp, but was out hunting.

Hunting… during a wartime, our soldiers are out there risking their lives, and you, a noble of royal descent, are still out hunting?

Long Long stealthily approached, watching Feng Yan with a small bow and arrows, shooting aimlessly. The bow and arrows were not Magical Treasures, merely mundane items, and her Highness’ aim was terribly poor. The birds and beasts in front were terrified and scattered in all directions, quickly disappearing without a trace.

The guards by her side remained stoic, while Feng Yan somewhat awkwardly mumbled to herself:

“It’s been a long time since I’ve practiced, I’m a bit rusty, haha.”

After another full quiver of arrows shot into the air, she finally managed to down a wild duck flying by — although Long Long could see clearly that the duck had taken flight in fright and was inadvertently hit by an arrow fired by Feng Yan.

Feng Yan immediately ran to retrieve the duck, just picking up its wing when she heard Long Long say:

“Your Highness’s archery skills are quite impressive.”

“Cough.” Feng Yan coughed and asked in surprise, “How come you’re here? Shouldn’t you be at…”

“As entrusted by Your Highness, I have successfully infiltrated Yuanjiang City,” Long Long said calmly, “though I encountered a little trouble.”

“Little trouble?” Feng Yan thought to himself, the biggest trouble would be breaking the siege, wouldn’t it? How could… Ah, I see.

Within the Feathered Clan, opinions had already differed on multiple fronts. There were those who wished to go to war with the Qilin, those who did not, those who wanted to form an alliance with the Dragon Clan of Eastern State, and those who did not. However, it was only because the Qilin-Vermilion Bird coalition launched the first attack and pressured the entire Two Rivers Basin that the diverse voices within the Vermilion Bird were forced to unify, making the defense of Central State the top priority.

But even as they resisted, even though they agreed to an alliance with the Dragon Clan of Eastern State due to being isolated and weak, not everyone was convinced.

It was irritating enough for Feng Yan when Long Long took the Red Feather Arrows there, and some still did not obey his command, essentially a slap in the face to him.

“So you want me to back you up?” Feng Yan asked with a raised eyebrow.

“If Your Highness wishes, Long Long would not dare to disobey,” Long Long said with a smile.

Heh, Feng Yan sneered inwardly. Clearly, it is you who wants to invite me, yet you frame it as if I am the one eager to go…

No matter, the situation in Yuanjiang City is serious after all. So what if I go along with his request?

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Feng Yan went back to instruct his two bodyguards briefly, dismissed them, and then returned to say:

“Let’s go, you lead the way.”

“Your Highness is not bringing bodyguards?” Long Long asked in surprise.

“No need,” said Feng Yan. “Travel light and get it over with quickly.”

The two of them took to the skies at the same time. Long Long used the technique of riding clouds and commanding fog, while Feng Yan simply transformed into winged form, flying together towards the north.

This teleportation had returned them in just an instant; flying back using spells, however, would take some time.

Inside Yuanjiang City, Lou Ming found the city defense mansion empty and was so shocked he almost spat out blood.

After a more thorough search, he found a letter left behind by Long Long before teleporting, saying he went out to get reinforcements. Unable to hold back, anger attacked his heart, and he coughed up blood.

Could the Dragon Clan have seen the siege was too overpowering and impossible to escape from, hence they fled alone?

Thinking of this possibility, Lou Ming felt even colder.

If the Feathered Clan cultivators outside were to find out about this, the army would surely be thrown into chaos, and the city might not survive!

Fortunately, Long Long usually kept to himself, and if there were orders, he would only discuss them with him. If Lou Ming didn’t say anything and pretended that Long Long was still in the city defense mansion giving orders, maybe he could hide the truth for a little while.

As for later… Deal with that later! Staying alive is the most important thing!

While Lou Ming had made up his mind to defend Yuanjiang City with his comrades to the death, Long Long had already taken Feng Yan to the front lines.

Long Hu and his group were digging tunnels, and their progress wasn’t fast, so they hadn’t retreated back to their position yet.

Long Long didn’t go to the Dragon Clan’s command camp either. He only brought Feng Yan to the Feathered Clan’s side and said:

“I wish to see Elder Kong Ping.”

The Feathered Clan cultivator, seeing a strange member of the Dragon Clan whom he had never seen before, scoffed and said:

“Elder Kong Ping is not someone a little dragon like you can meet.”

“Oh?” Feng Yan emerged from behind, his voice dark and grim, “He can’t meet, but can I? Or do I also need to write a visiting card for you to report to him?”

Recognizing this person as the Vermilion Bird prince, the Feathered Clan cultivator immediately bowed his head, his demeanor trembling and fearful, shaking like chaff, repeatedly saying he wouldn’t dare.